wagon, cage and all, so she began to squeal, and she squealed and
squealed and squealed and squealed until she was set free in the field
with the Brown Pigs. Nobody had touched her and nobody had hurt her,
but it was all so strange and new that she thought it would make her
feel better to squeal. When she was out of her cage and in the field,
she planted her hoofs firmly in the ground, looked squarely at the Brown
Pigs, and grunted a pleasant, good-natured grunt. The Brown Pigs planted
their hoofs in the ground and grunted and stared. They didn't ask her to
go rooting with them, and not one of the ten big Pigs or the twelve
little Pigs said, "We are glad to see you."

There is no telling how long they would have stood there if the Horses
had not turned the wagon just then. The minute the wheels began to grate
on the side of the box, every Brown Pig whirled around and ran off.

The poor little White Pig did not know what to make of it. She knew that
she had not done anything wrong. She wondered if they didn't mean to
speak to her.

[Illustration: EVERY BROWN PIG RAN OFF.]

At first she thought she would run after them and ask to root with them,
but then she remembered something her mother had told her when she was
so young that she was pink. It was this: "When you don't know what to
do, go to sleep." So she lay down and took a nap.

The Brown Pigs did not awaken their mother, and when they stopped in the
fence-corner one of them said to their big sister, "What made you run?"

"Oh, nothing," said she.

"And why did you run?" the little Pigs asked their big brother.

"Because," he answered.

After a while somebody said, "Let's go back to where the White Pig is."

"Oh, no," said somebody else, "don't let's! She can come over here if
she wants to, and it isn't nearly so nice there."

You see, they were very rude Pigs and not at all well brought up. Their
mother should have taught them to think of others and be kind, which is
really all there is to politeness. But then, she had very little time
left from sleeping, and it took her all of that for eating, so her
children had no manners at all.

At last the White Pig opened her round eyes and saw all the Brown Pigs
at the farther end of the field. "Ugh!" said she to herself, "Ugh! I
must decide what to do before they see that I am awake." She lay there
and tried to think what her mother, who came of a very fine family, had
told her before she left. "If you have nobo